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Music & Lyrics: Toszo Arpad (The Showmaster)
Vocals: David Adams
They wrap the world in branded chains
Screens on fire, selling fear again
Silver tongues in tailored suits
Smiling while they cut our roots
They write the laws to fit their game
Then point at us when they need blame
But every lie leaves paper trails
And every mask is bound to fail
Turn off the noise, turn on your mind
See all the names behind the signs
Don’t give up your freedom and rights
Stand up, stand up, we won’t go quiet
Question every story that they sell as truth
Fight back, fight back, they’re afraid of you
Live free, don’t be bought or sold
Cash in our hands, not their digital hold
We won’t kneel to their thrones of greed
We’re the ones they fear, we’re all that they need
They call it progress, call it ease
While they tighten codes around our keys
Bankers counting what we bled
Debt and interest in our bread
They buy the airwaves, buy the time
Polished faces, scripted lines
They preach control as if it’s care
But freedom’s price is ours to bear
Turn off their shows, look to your street
The power’s here, beneath our feet
Don’t give up your freedom and rights
Stand up, stand up, we won’t go quiet
Question every story that they sell as truth
Fight back, fight back, they’re afraid of you
Live free, don’t be bought or sold
Cash in our hands, not their digital hold
We won’t kneel to their thrones of greed
We’re the ones they fear, we’re all that they need
Pay in paper, pay in steel
Face to face, we make it real
No barcode on a neighbor’s hand
Just trust and work and promised land
Global brands with iron smiles
Ship our souls from hungry miles
They break a system, sell repair
Patent the breath in common air
Lab coats, logos, magic pills
Cure the symptoms, feed the ills
Sickness cycles, profits rise
They toast champagne on our goodbyes
Grow your food and grow your will
A quiet crowd can be louder still
Don’t give up your freedom and rights
Stand up, stand up, we won’t go quiet
Question every story that they sell as truth
Fight back, fight back, they’re afraid of you
Live free, don’t be bought or sold
Cash in our hands, not their digital hold
We won’t kneel to their thrones of greed
We’re the ones they fear, we’re all that they need
Buy from the hands with dust and scars
Not from the towers that hide the stars
Support the maker on your street
The bread you share is bread you’ll eat
We are the market they can’t own
A thousand small, unshaken homes
Turn your back on their plastic crown
A million choices shut them down
No more puppet strings of fear
No more suits that own the year
No more news that bends our sight
We choose truth, we choose fight
Don’t give up your freedom and rights
Stand up, stand up, reclaim your life
Question every story that they sell as truth
Fight back, fight back, they’re afraid of you
Live free, heart to heart, hand to hand
Cash in our pockets, power in our land
We won’t kneel, we were born to lead
We are not their profit, we are what they need
Live free, pay with what is real
Look your neighbor in the eye, that’s the deal
From local hearts to local skies
We break their chains when we stop their lies
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